An Ode to Ambrosia, the Salad You Make With Cool Whip

My now ex-husband met his first ambrosia salad at a buffet in Aberdeen, Mississippi, after Sunday school at my grandparent’s church. He’d grown up in Virginia and Florida, two states that can be—but aren’t always—captial-S Southern. His father lived near DC and his mother, who had converted to Judaism when he was an…

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